On first moving to Portland, Oregon, I heard the phrase “work-life balance” again and again. It is a philosophy that Portlanders hold sacred, knowing that on the few beautiful days granted to them per year they need the freedom to be outside and enjoy as much sunlight as possible. To me it became synonymous with the city’s fantastic happy hours. Running daily from 4pm to 6pm, and starting again after 10pm, wonderful bars and restaurants serve great food at a fraction of their normal prices, reason enough to work less and play harder.
And now, we have scientific proof linking overtime with increased risk of depression. Don’t take a chance people, leave work early to eat, drink and be mellow.